Chapter 286: Life Goes Unwell, and the Clown is Me?

Facing Wu Wang's somewhat abstract logical question.

The Failed Diviner Yuan Disha was clearly powerless to resist.

After thinking for a moment.

Strange purple qi began to rise within the crystal ball.

He chose to avoid the topic.

And directly performed a divination for Wu Wang.

"Esteemed guest, I see from you..."

"Hmm? What is this?"

Just as Yuan Disha intended to peer into the page boy's past as he had just now, he

smiled with elegant helplessness. Seeing Shen Wan was tired, Hua Zhi and Xue Ling were each sent back to their rooms. After giving a few more instructions, she too returned to her quarters.

As the current Prime Minister, how could he not know of these tidings and events? Back then, regarding the relationship between Li Muyun and Chen Xuanxi, he was likely well aware. Yet he was unwilling to alter the plan in his heart, and insisted on sending her to the palace to be selected as a concubine.

Thunder and lightning in the sky grew ever more intense, yet the Nether Emperor felt not the slightest fear. Stealing the fortune of heaven and earth, deceiving the heavens to cross the sea... in such a short time, the heavenly gods of the Upper Realm could not possibly descend another projection to strike him.

Wu Jing felt his strange gaze. Unease rose in her heart in layers, beginning to surge outward like waves.

"Uh... cough... then this check is for you to build an orphanage." Hearing Mu Dongxue's sarcastic tone, Yang Yang felt a sense of guilt. He quickly coughed awkwardly twice, took out Han Zhiwei's check, and was about to hand it to Mu Dongxue.

The suddenly appearing voice caused everyone in the arena, including the heavily injured Mo Yu and Sheng Tian lying on the ground, to turn their gazes toward the speaker.

"If junior sister does not wish to wait, then we can depart right now." Yun Feichen said with a beaming smile.

"Let me pass. I believe she will not harm me again." Just now, she had seen the regret in Han Miaomiao's eyes and was certain she would not make the same mistake again.

Even if the City Lord had the intention to choose a husband for her, with Zuo Yi, Mo Haotian, and those few whose status, strength, and appearance were all top-tier, their chances were slim.

Su Lingfeng stuck the torch into the ground, pulled the stopper from the waterskin, and reached out to grab Lin Anzhi.

Long Feng and other Long family members, upon seeing the three plates of rare spiritual items sent by Jin Wu and the other two, had their dissatisfaction with Long Teng's determination to cut off Long Tao's bloodline vanish.

"I... um... did we meet when we arrived? I came to..." I decided I must ask for their names later; greeting them like this is too awkward.

Ke Jingteng, also known as Chen Xueliang, did a side leap and flipped out from behind the iron gate. Running while holding a mobile phone, he stretched it out in various directions, searching for a signal.

"Haa~~~~~" Ai exhaled a long breath. Now, she did not know with what state of mind she had entered here.

Wan Miao watched the car driven by Xiao Qiliang depart, and a cold expression suddenly appeared in his eyes. He then picked up a rag from the windowsill, walked to the office desk, bent down, and scrubbed the chair Xiao Qiliang had just sat on with great effort, as if trying to wipe away the filth upon it.

Who would have thought that within the forbidden ground of the Dragon Clan there would actually be five cultivators at the Xing Tianyu realm or above. Perhaps it is not only the Dragon Clan; perhaps other supreme races also have four or five cultivators at the Xing Tianyu realm or above.

The battle between Martial God experts erupted. Jue Chen fought three opponents alone, engaging in a fierce battle. The deafening roar of intense collisions shook the air, and destructive power spread outward, ruthlessly ravaging space.

As for which song to sing first, Ye Hao will choose, because she clearly remembers the melody of every song.

The moment Luo Hou's words ended, two black-robed cultivators at the mid-stage of Nine Heavens Profound Immortal appeared out of thin air in the hall. The moment these two cultivators appeared, they immediately knelt on the ground, trembling as they looked at the seated Luo Hou.

"What do you mean?" Ji Mo, facing danger without fear, looked at that Saint of the Lei family. Was this an attempt to intimidate him?